CHAPTER 12
“I still can’t believe you were intimidated by me,” Megan exclaimed. She felt like she was a twelve-year-old again at a slumber party playing truth or dare. She and Susannah had been talking in the living room for over an hour.
Susannah’s laugh was bright and musical. “And I can’t believe you were intimidated either. Look at me.” She gestured to her sweat-pants shorts and oversized T-shirt that probably belonged to her husband. “I mean, I’m not exactly a model anything right now.”
Megan shook her head. “No, you’re amazing. The way you take care of Kitty and are such a good wife, and even though you’re pregnant, you’ve got the kindest, sweetest disposition. No wonder Scott could never stop raving about you any time we talked.”
Susannah was beaming. “That’s exactly how I feel
